By carefully observing the woman, Michael had deduced that she was an Expert like him.
Since she had tried to poison him, it was clear that she wasn't of the close, confrontational type.
Ironically, her actions that had been aimed at getting him to drop his guard had dropped hers.
Before her lips could purse, he grabbed her neck and squeezed tightly. Desperately the woman gasped for breath. Her limbs moved in an attempt to attack, yet with the cut-off oxygen, they failed miserably.
"If you want her to live, come out. Now." Michael commanded.
Swush!
In a heartbeat a female figure with a hood appeared at the end of the room.
"All of you."
Before the newcomer could speak, Michael's words halted her.
The newcomer seemed hesitant, yet in the end complied. With a simple nod twenty figures appeared over the living room.
Thankfully the room was quite large, making it possible to accommodate everyone.
